On the vergeA Poem by Brittney
If I could
I'd write down every single word Like some mangled up masterpiece But honestly It would just be an awful equivalent To the spiraling absence of a creative thought That's whirling in my brain Even if I'd still try to rectify Painting with every single color Like some random explosion of geniusness But truthfully It would just be an absurd nothingness Abusing innocent canvases and brushes Just to illuminate my weary perception And steadily unstable mental state © 2013 BrittneyAuthor's Note
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